I spent my whole youth exploring ruins, and the legendary equipment I got was the skin of a beautiful girl? Ⅵ (Part 1)

Chapter 6 Part 1:

"Good afternoon, uncle."

"Oh?! Good afternoon, girl, it's this time again."

The owner of the voice, the girl with a reddish-brown low ponytail, staggered to a stop and freed up her hands to quickly sort out her book. A decent collar can show others the most polite attitude.

Looking at it, the impression of the girl is undoubtedly soft. She is wearing a simple warm white coat with strong lines, paired with a carefully trimmed flat skirt, and a white close-fitting shirt with a bow tie on it, revealing her pink and round shoulders. His face echoes a sweet and pleasant smile.

After whispering softly, the girl lifted the bamboo basket that had been leaning against her legs with a little ****, and placed it smoothly and silently on the counter of the only fish shop in the deserted open-air market.

The size of the woven bamboo basket seemed a bit large even for a tall girl. Most of it was filled with a variety of fruits and vegetables, which showed that the fish store was most likely the end of her purchasing process.

"Same as the same, right?"

"Well, please."

The middle-aged man with a long white beard and a military look asked, but it was just a formality. Even before the girl uttered her first word, he had skillfully scooped out several different fish from the pile of frozen seafood and placed them on the packaging counter.

For a month, this girl with an unforgettable appearance would only come to him every one or two days to buy certain kinds of aquatic products. There was never an exception. Therefore, subtly, this has become a kind of tacit understanding between the store and the customer.

"Although it's not my place to say this, when it comes to eating food from the sea, it's best to take advantage of it when it's fished out early in the morning when it's freshest. Girl, you know that, right?" The fish shop owner said with his teeth leaking out as usual. He glanced at the girl with a simple smile, lowered his head and began to wrap the fish in oil paper. This time he finally followed the momentum and threw out the words he had always cared about.

"...Due to some inconvenient reasons, I can't adapt to crowded situations. I always visit at this time, causing you trouble." The girl felt a little apologetic. She turned her head slightly, with an evasive tone in her voice. A little melancholy.

"What are you talking about? How can I find it troublesome to see a beauty like you in my free time? It's too late to be surprised!"

"You're very flattering..."

After listening to the somewhat flattering words of the uncle in front of her, she lowered her head slightly. , chuckled twice in response, and acted like a well-educated lady.

"Your products are as fresh as freshly caught at any time. I have always thought so."

The girl looked at the dazzling array of fish behind the boss and acted very sincerely. These very distorted compliments are not entirely flattering. The excellence of this store was determined by her years of screening, even though in the boss's eyes, she was just a new customer who visited more than half a month ago.

"Hahaha, this girl, I didn't expect her mouth to be as sweet as a human's!"

The boss laughed happily, and shoveled out of the ice pile again, and fished out several identical fish from the bottom and tossed them "clang-dang" to the desktop.

"Old man, I just can't stand the compliments. Come on, I'll give you these too!"

"Please wait a moment! I appreciate your kindness, please don't do this!"

Seeing the sudden turn of events, the girl's smile disappeared immediately. Then he became cash-strapped, and the hands that were facing each other in front of his abdomen were raised to his chest, and his palms were turned forward to show rejection.

"Just keep it as a gift for the regulars. It's not worth much."

"...It's not a matter of funds. If there are more, it will be very troublesome to explain to the people who live together, and what I am worst at is... Please!"

She clasped her hands together, her bangs falling on her face, and her voice became very low as if she had thought of something terrible.

Seeing that the girl was so troubled, the boss sighed softly, quickly put back the fish he had scooped up one by one, and then continued to pack them.

"Then let's give you a small discount, 30 copper coins."

"...Thank you very much."

It seems that it is impossible to continue to refuse. With this thought in mind, the girl raised her head, accurately counted thirty copper coins from the small bag hanging on her belt with one hand, and placed them in front of the boss.

"That's right, girl!"

"Huh?"

When the last fish was processed, the boss suddenly stopped what he was doing, leaned forward, and focused hard on her face. His eyes were slightly closed, so anyone with a sight could see it. out of his confusion.

"Do you... know a blond boy who usually wears a robe?"

Although she was prepared for such a situation, the girl still trembled after hearing this. After a few seconds, she began to ask hesitantly. detail.

"Blonde hair...uh...ah?...Ah! He's about half a head taller than me, with fluffy hair, and blue-purple eyes..." "Yes! I didn't expect you to actually know me, girl!

" That kid's eyes turned out to be blue..."

After the surprise, the boss focused on recalling the young man's face and whispered to himself in a vague understanding.

"He seems to have some things to deal with recently, and he can't go out for the time being..."

"The cohabitation I just talked about is with him?"

"No, no, no, we... I'm just temporarily staying there."

The boss said in confusion. He trimmed his beard, but immediately, his eyes squeezed together, as if he had seen through the girl's clumsy ambiguity, and he grinned even more exaggeratedly.

"He is still living with the lady from the guild next door. He is so lucky to be able to date two beauties at the same time!" "

You misunderstood! That's not the kind of relationship we have." At this point, the girl's tone became urgent, and then she quickly took it back.

"It must not be that simple, right? It seems like you can hardly speak clearly..."

The boss had some intentions, he leaned forward boldly and put his elbow on the counter, and his words were full of gossip.

"Why are you asking me such a question all of a sudden! Do we look similar in any way!?" The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and even though she choked angrily, she looked non-threatening and endearing.

"Speaking of this, the only people who always come to buy fish at this time are you and that boy. It's hard not to think of them together..." The boss withdrew and stroked his beard carelessly, thinking.

"Boss, please leave the things with you for a few minutes. Suddenly there is something urgent that needs to be dealt with."

"...Oh...?"

The humorous conversation was interrupted by the girl's abrupt and indifferent words. The fish shop owner stared in panic and kept laughing. Squinting his eyes, he brought his gaze back to the girl's face.

The look of the girl in front of him was completely different from the gentle, kind and shy look a few seconds ago. Her eyes were piercing, and her face was full of displeasure. An extremely oppressive aura hit her face, making the boss tremble.

"...I'm sorry, girl. I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. Don't worry about it."

The boss, who mistakenly thought that he kept asking the girl personal questions and made her unhappy, quickly raised his hands and apologized instead.

"It has nothing to do with this, please go ahead."

Before the words could be finished, the girl's figure disappeared without a trace along with the request and a trace of dust, like a ghost.

Not getting even a little explanation, the boss looked at the deserted street in the distance, calmed down his nerves, reluctantly put away the copper coins, shrugged, lazily sat back on the wicker chair warmed by the afternoon sun, and turned his gaze away. After taking a look at the bamboo basket, he picked up the newspaper lying nearby and started reading at an angle that could block the sun.

"As an old man, I still can't understand the young people today..."

In the small alley in the northwest corner of the open-air market, the rainwater from the past few days is still scattered in the dark places where the sun cannot reach, reflecting the pavilion above clearly like a mirror, and causing ripples from time to time.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the man in black robe was hit hard against the metal wall. His feet were completely off the ground, and the muscles of his hands were stretched. He tried his best to protect himself from gravity. The pulling took his life.

"Identity, purpose."

The girl with long reddish-brown hair tilted her head and spoke cold and concise words in a very threatening tone. The scarlet eyes swaying in the darkness were fixed on the blurry face under the shadow of the man's hood.

"I...oh..."

The helpless man was out of breath and tried weakly to refute, but the girl didn't seem to get the response she wanted. The arm strengthened by magic pushed forward harder, causing the man to be **** to retch.

"Identity, purpose, there is no third chance."

It was still a mechanical and ruthless command. The man in black robe shuddered visibly, his throat was stuck, and he tried his best to slightly open the girl's arm, leaving some words for himself. room for relaxation.

"... I... ahem... am from... the main street... the armor shop..."

"Who?"

The sudden location made the girl shake briefly, and she glanced at the people in front of her again. She called the man once, and sure enough, his figure seemed familiar to her, and then she consciously thought of the voice...

"Hey..."

The girl reached forward and used her other hand to pull open the man's hood, revealing it from the shadows. What's more, he has short dark hair that flows freely, and a face that's leaning toward neutrality and suffering from pain.

"Why are you spying on me secretly!? Don't think I'll let you go!"

Even though she continued to threaten fiercely, she still relaxed her restraint a lot, and her tone revealed more emotions. After all, in her cognition , this young man who has met several times does not look like a sinister person no matter how worst you think about it.

"Ahem, there's absolutely nothing about surveillance... I'm looking for someone else..." "Looking for someone!"

"This also requires... Wow!" After saying this, the panic on the young man's face was obviously mixed. He felt even more embarrassed, but after receiving a vicious look from the girl, his desire to survive still took over.

"Then...over there...Mr. Ian in the mansion to the south! Since I haven't seen Mr. Ian recently, I went to the place where he often comes at this time to inquire about news. I really didn't spy on you, Miss!" Really! So... can... please..."

After squeezing his eyes tightly and saying a lot of words, the young man took a long breath and turned Qingli's red face slightly to one side...

Seeing his reaction like this, the girl I couldn't help feeling a chill in my heart, and moved my stretched calves back a little. After much hesitation, she threw the young man away and let him fall to the ground naturally.

After coughing a few times, the young man stood up shakily, holding on to the wall, and turned around with one hand to brush away the mud and water stuck to his body.

"Are you familiar with that guy?" The girl adjusted her collar, raised her head and cleared her throat, her tone adjusted to a normal and natural tone.

The young man looked up slightly, his face gradually distorting into a bright smile that went against the tense atmosphere.

"...It turns out that Miss Hegra also knows Yi...wu lulu..."

In the blink of an eye, the young man's mouth was completely covered, and his body directly bent back, lying on one knee where the girl was kneeling. Only a few millimeters away from the lifeline of his neck, a sharp ice pick exuding cold air reflected a penetrating cold light in the girl's hand.

"How did you know my last name?"

the girl roared and asked.

"Wow!...Yes...asked...at the Adventurer's Guild..."

"Why do you want to inquire about me?"

"Because Miss Heigla, last time... Huh!"

The young man was **** to recall what he most likely had done. She pursed her lips in embarrassment and lowered her voice to avoid getting into more trouble.

"...So...you want to go to the Adventurer's Guild to inquire about me?"

"No! I just wanted to inquire about adventurers-related matters recently...I accidentally saw Miss Hegra's name when I was getting information...so I asked by the way... I'm just asking, no intention of anything else! It's... really!"

The young man lowered his voice in response, speaking with surprise, while his hands were circling around his chest crazily.

"Tsk... I'll forgive you for following me today, but please don't do it again in the future."

The girl smacked her lips, turned her face to look at him with a very contemptuous look, and reprimanded in a low voice.

"I will never do that kind of thing! Stalking or anything like that!"

"...Chasing someone behind your back who doesn't know you at all and constantly asking for information is not stalking? How many more negative impressions do you want to give me? Ah."

"...Ah...it turned out to be like this...I'm sorry..."

The young man dug at Sosou with his hands, his head becoming more and more weak in confusion as he apologized.

"Alas..."

Seeing that the young man was so at a loss, the girl let out a long sigh. After lifting him up with one arm, she retreated to a respectful distance.

"Linta Hegra. I just went too far and made a harmful and offensive behavior. Please forgive me!"

She bowed her waist at an almost vertical angle, crossed her arms downward and left and right, and kept her hair hanging on the edge of the collar. The temples fall naturally. In the young man's perception, this is a high-level etiquette that is only used when receiving wealthy people, elders, or nobles. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

"It was my fault first, Hai... Miss Haigra, please don't do this..."

After a brief moment of confusion, the black-haired young man cautiously took a few steps forward, almost wanting to help him, his expression full of guilt and embarrassment.

"If you have any questions about adventurers, you can ask me directly, but first, please don't mention that incident in the alley at noon." "That's really wrong..."

"Just answer 'understood' Okay."

After raising her hand to interrupt the young man's introspection regardless of the situation, the girl with long reddish-brown hair stood up and shook her head, stretched out her wrinkled skirt, and looked at him quickly with her eyes, but she had **** but to grow again. One breath.

Sooner or later, she would have to face up to this bad fate. With a mentality of breaking things, she quickly organized her words so that her situation would not be too embarrassing.

"Well, now that I'm free, if it's not too much trouble, just wait there for a few minutes while I pick up the things I just bought... and then tell you what I learned recently... about Ian."

" ...Really...Really?! How could you not want to!"

The excitement and joy instantly wiped away the melancholy on the young man's face, and he even stood on tiptoe slightly, his light gray eyes sparkling.

"I'm so mean to lie to people about this kind of thing..."

The girl who had already walked a long distance with a straight face while talking and laughing suddenly stopped, crossed her legs, and the long ponytail behind her followed her upper body. The rotation draws a graceful arc in the air, and there is a lovely doubt on the sideways face.

"I haven't asked yet...how to call it?"

"Ah! I am Quahid, the master called me... no, just call me Quil!"

"So...Mr. Ian is in seclusion for research and has not gone out for nearly a month?"

"That's basically it. He entrusted me to buy these in the basket."

The girl took out a pearl of color and quality from the bamboo basket at hand. After wiping the red apple with his own shirt, he stretched out his arm and handed it to the young man sitting beside him.

"Would you like to try one?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then tentatively stretched out his hand, quickly retracted it into his cuff, and grasped the palm of his hand. Then he carefully avoided the girl's fingers, took the apple, turned his head and took a bite.

"Thank you... thank you..."

"This variety has a stronger fragrance, right? The sweetness is not greasy, so it should be suitable to be added to light dishes..." The girl slowly leaned back, muttering something unclear in her mouth, and bent Standing with his arms folded on the huge rock platform beneath him, he looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery reflected in the orange setting sun.

"Thank you for finding such a pleasant place. It's obviously not many steps away from the market, but I haven't been able to find it."

Looking at the looming towers on the edge of the ruins in the distance, the slight smoke rising from the town's central business district, and the lush surroundings A variety of flowers and plants, the corners of her mouth curled into a slight arc from the heart.

"Um...how long has Miss Hegra been here..."

"I...have been here for a few months, but this has long been my hometown...Why do you insist that I am not a local?"

The girl instantly darkened her face, frowning with **** vigilance, staring at the young man sitting on the same stone.

"Hai...Ms. Hegra's accent is very special. There is no one else I have ever met who has a similar accent."

Quil hurriedly explained with a chill on his neck.

"Oh? You know something about this." The girl secretly rejoiced and straightened her back while holding on to the stone. "Quixi...de...your accent sounds more like someone from the north."

"...No...that's right! I'm here to study. This is my second year." The young man scratched his face, but his gaze remained the same. Pretending to be wandering among the scenery, there was an extra layer of respect in his confused tone.

"This town is actually quite remote. What can we learn?"

She lowered her waist and adjusted her sitting posture, put her arms on her thighs, tilted her head and raised her cheeks, as if she were listening.

"This place is close to the ruins, so it is easy to find common materials with high magic affinity for practice. If there are any new discoveries in the ruins, you can also know the news as soon as possible..." "That's right! I forgot that you are a name. Blacksmith."

There was a hanging curtain as conspicuous as a metallurgical practitioner's badge hanging from Quill's ear, and the strap slung across his body was still full of various tools even when he was following him out. It's shameful to say that she only realized this just now.

"The stones and minerals here are indeed not very good, but the new things...the ruins have been explored for a long time, and they were announced by the National Investigation Agency several years ago." "Even so...but it is history after all. The ruins of the Magic City, which has a long history and is also the birthplace of many legends! Even if the hope is slim, I still believe that there will be secrets that even the elite investigation team cannot discover... probably!" Quill clenched his fists slightly, and he also knew the specific details.

I couldn't put my finger on it, but my eyes were inexplicably sharp.

The answer was surprisingly similar to her former self, and the red-haired girl smiled knowingly.

"Why do you think so?"

"Because Mr. Ian still insisted on exploring the ruins alone before. If it is Mr. Ian, he must have discovered something, right?" "As for that guy... maybe."

The girl. She raised her head slightly, and her affectionate smile revealed that she seemed to know a lot about the Ian the young man said.

"That...so...Hai...Ms. Hegla, what is your...relationship with Mr. Ian..." The young man tried to ask hesitantly with intermittent breathing.

"As a courtesy, just call me Linta. I and Ian... let me think about... our relationship... well... to a certain extent, he can barely be regarded as my mentor... or something like that?" "Mentor?"

" !"

He shouted with his mouth wide open, and the palms on his sides were shaking.

"No need to make such a fuss, you still have a problem with me..."

Linta, who was also dubious about her own words, hurriedly pretended to be annoyed and threw the words away.

"Miss Linta, yes, it's the Magic Swordsman...and it's Mr. Ian's...haha!"

Before he could finish speaking, Quil laughed happily, tapping his toes on the ground, and his arms were nowhere to be found. Place. You can be sure that he didn't hear you at all.

"Has anyone else warned you? It's really scary for you to be like this."

"...I'm sorry..."

Realizing his gaffe, he lowered his head and was so ashamed that he couldn't move for a moment.

"I was taught by him. What do you think is so exciting about this?"

Perhaps with some inexplicable dissatisfaction at being compared, Linta held the side of her hair with one hand and asked with narrowed eyes.

"...Because...the magic swordsman itself...is very..."

"Aren't they just swordsmen who can attach magic to their weapons? It's no big deal, right?"

She subconsciously touched her waist where the sword usually was, and then realized The convergence comes back.

"Being able to master both magic and swordsmanship at the same time is enough to put many adventurers out of reach, not to mention the exquisite coordination... So Miss Linta, you are most likely already one of the many magicians and swordsmen in the guild. I am an idol, really awesome!"

The black-haired young man shook his fists and cast envious eyes.

"Sure enough, you shouldn't put magic power on the weapon during the entry test..."

Linta put a hand on her forehead and whispered to herself in a completely different tone.

"What?"

"Nothing, please continue!"

She raised her head and smiled, pretending that nothing happened.

"...continue...that...Ms. Linta, please...can you tell me, Mr. Ian...taught...what...?"

"Ask this?...Most of it, basically from him. I learned it there."

"Magic and swordsmanship...both?"

"You should understand it that way."

"Then...Mr. Ian, he really...hahaha!"

"Quoyle?" " Sorry."

After calling him out in time, Quill took the initiative to adjust his posture and sit more steadily.

"It seems that you who care so much about that guy are not familiar with him at all."

"Yes! It's just that Mr. Ian may not know me."

"I really don't know you."

Only with these words, Lin Ta's reply was extremely quick and confident.

"...Mr. Ian...really don't know him...have you ever mentioned me even once?"

The black-haired young man's confidence in his existence was suddenly shattered, and he tried with a guilty conscience.

"You should have only met in the library, right? Besides, you never took the initiative to talk to him even once..." "Why would Miss Linta know this?"

Quill's eyes widened, observing his exaggerated trembling. With the corners of his mouth and fingers clasped together, one can easily conclude that he was nervous.

"Hmm...a girl's intuition...what?"

After answering with difficulty, Linta **** out an awkward yet sweet smile.

"That's right..."

The symptoms subsided significantly. He took a long breath, scratched his face, and looked back with admiration, as if he really believed it.

"I also want to get to know Mr. Ian, but with my status... I am really embarrassed to communicate with Mr. Ian..."

"That guy is not a big shot, so there is no need to deliberately avoid it. In my opinion, he is quite Empathetic."

Quill did not reply, but tilted his head again as before, but the difference was that this time it was obviously mixed with more unstable emotions besides nervousness. His hands kept rubbing each other, and his cheeks were visibly turning red.

This series of strange actions finally awakened Linta's danger radar for the second time. As soon as the male name Ian was mentioned, this guy was a little... Her expression couldn't help but become solemn, and her thinking logic became unstable. Being led further and further away.

At this time, as a relatively special being, she had to seriously consider the key issues of the young man in front of her who had been protectively ignoring... That aspect... So, after a complex psychological struggle.

"Are you interested in my body?"

Such a devastating direct question slipped unconsciously from her uncontrollable lips.

The black-haired young man was stunned at first, and all the movements he had just performed were instantly frozen, and then he began to tremble at a high frequency with his entire body as a unit.

The lovely face in front of him that was already throbbing kept casting expectant glances, which made all the words he had accumulated disappear.

"Miss Linta... your... facial features... are beautiful... ah... no, I mean your... body... is also... very good... and your hair... ...Special...especially...big...big...big...thighs...very......I, I..."

Quill's voice became smaller and smaller, trembling. The pupils of his eyes were gradually leaving the afterimage, and his rationality had probably flown out of the sky.

"I'm listening to the compliments, but are you interested in my magic? Why don't you just answer it neatly..." The girl pouted slightly and deliberately scratched the stone platform with her fingers, revealing a feeling of indifference caused by indifference. of loss.

"Magic?"

Quill turned his face, his wide eyes highlighting his confusion.

"Otherwise, what did you hear?" She turned around instantly and asked in a dissatisfied tone.

"That sounds like... that's right! I'm sorry... I'm so sorry! Me! I was a little distracted just now!!!..." The shame and regret of the young man in front of him poured out as the words were mixed together, Every little move embodies what it means to be embarrassed. Presumably if he learned the ability to dig holes, he would definitely use all his strength to bury himself at this time.

"Well, even I will be distracted sometimes, so you don't need to pay too much attention."

Linta changed her attitude from a few seconds ago, crossed her fingers, and her comforting tone was more gentle and pleasant than ever before, her face The smile on his face was even more unusually sweet... After all, hidden behind it was a huge amount of guilt caused by the frame-up.

However, seeing his reaction like this, her doubts were relieved a lot. At least the reason why Quill was so nervous was more about his current appearance than anything else subtle and dangerous. Naturally, there was no need to ask. Went down.

The girl's soft comfort was indeed effective. After a moment of silence, Quill suppressed the trembling of his body and sat down weakly. His fallen bangs completely blocked his eyes, and his face was instantly dim and hazy.

"...I...love magic very much...I admire Mr. Ian very much!...I also admire...Miss Linta...but I know very well that I can't...be like you..." The words matched the rhythm. , he slowly raised his forearm, turned his wrist, and whispered short words in a low voice. Some weak blue light gradually began to flow slowly against his sleeves, became brighter and brighter, gathered at his fingertips, and then exploded, dissipate.

"...Magical disability..."

When Linta subconsciously said this word from her mouth, her heart tightened and she lowered her hanging hand.

"I don't know when, my perception of magic has become more and more blurred. It seems that something is gradually separating me from my surroundings... and this world. I am really... unwilling..." As he spoke, Quill's teeth became more and more blurred. His hair was clenched, all kinds of anguish and unwillingness mixed in his chaotic breath.

"It's because of this that I suddenly became so depressed."

The girl just breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands back on the stone platform, leaned back, and said in an indifferent tone.

"This... this...?"

Quill's brows furrowed more and more, and his mood changed dramatically in a process that was visible to the naked eye.

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and quickly turned around, revealing his tear-stained eyes in front of the red-haired girl he had just met.

"A chosen one like you, Miss Linta! A defective product like me! You can only be looked down upon by others, right! Sure enough, I..." The venting of anger was suddenly interrupted. The young man choked and slowly turned his sight to his left hand, which had been surrounded by warmth for some time and was gently held by the girl.

"It's quite cheap to make a crying face in front of a lady you've only known for less than an hour, Mr. Quahid."

Linta slowly moved her hand away, and a strange symbol gradually emerged from Quil's skin. , after contacting the air, a faint blue light drifted out.

"Thankfully, I can still understand what you want to talk about."

Linta straightened up and smiled sweetly.

Quill stared at the strange runes on the back of his hand, which looked like abstract freehand pictures and objective and rigorous measurements. He had never seen such a manifestation before, and his strong curiosity finally suppressed his emotional fluctuations.

"This...is?"

"A rune that can cure magical disabilities."

The girl replied playfully with a sweet voice that sounded like singing.

"How could such a thing exist! Please don't humiliate me anymore..."

Quill shook his head, and his clenched fists were tightened even more tightly.

"It sounds unbelievable at first, but this is what Ian taught me. It has an immediate auxiliary effect on magic power."

Linta pointed her finger beside her ear and glanced away deliberately, full of mockery.

"But!"

"The genius magic expert Mr. Ian personally taught me..."

"Mr. Ian's..."

After easily taking advantage of Quil's strong personality worship, Linta held the young man's hand tightly. He lifted his wrist, gently opened his fingers, put his fingertips against his palm, and raised his entire arm.

"Do you remember the last magic you used before the problem?" she asked softly.

"The last time?"

Quil raised his right hand and clenched his cuff, then put it aside with frustration.

"Insignificant...fire..." he said, closing his eyes heavily.

"Then get rid of distracting thoughts and try to recall the feeling of using it. I will help you channel the magic power."

Linta explained what she was doing in front of her attentively. Unlike before, her slightly strange foreign accent disappeared and was replaced. It is another kind of real, sharp, mentor-like gentleness that is extremely reassuring.

Quill took a few deep breaths, tried to concentrate, and used words as a guide to search for long-abandoned memories in his mind. Gradually, his will was brought out step by step by the warm and smooth touch of the girl's hands. He abandoned negative thoughts, purified them, and condensed them into powerful beliefs.

A faint blue light slowly emerged on his arm, passing through the girl's palm and flowing to her fingertips, shining brighter and brighter. He intertwined his fingers, and the blue light also intertwined. He opened his eyes, and the blue light also jumped and rotated. Finally, with a crisp snap of the fingers, a huge ball of flames steamed and exploded, and the resulting torrent ignited the young man's hair, but was immediately extinguished by the belated air wave, leaving only the heat wave that distorted his vision. And the slight pain caused by the burning of the face.

"Isn't this awesome!"

Linta let go of her hand, swung her upper body sharply, then stopped her movement urgently, and lightly pressed Quil's shoulder, narrowing her eyes in relief.

"..."

Quill's arm didn't put down for a long time, he just froze there. His expression also froze, and his eyes stared straight, as if his soul had been snatched away by the flames and was frozen in that moment.

After a slight twitching breath, the newly painted red clouds on the horizon flickered in the corners of his eyes, and with a tear, the stagnation was broken.

"Am I dreaming? Miss Linta..."

His arm suddenly lost its strength and fell in front of him. Other than that, the only movement of his body was the slight opening and closing of his mouth.

"Again?"

Linta ignored Quil's murmur and directly raised his arm again.

He sniffed and nodded excitedly.

"Try to close your eyes tightly this time, concentrate more, actively analyze the flow of magic power, and think about how I can help guide you." After that, the girl held the back of his hand and gathered magic power at her fingertips.

Just like the process just now, flames gush out from the young man's hands. Because of the experience of short-term memory, the fire is even faster and more violent than the first time.

Heat waves passed by again and again, and the air was mixed with the smell of tar from burning weeds. Quill, who clearly felt this, smiled happily.

"It seems that my judgment is as accurate as ever. Even I feel terrible." A proud voice mixed with pride came from a distance. Quill's eyes widened in an instant, and he turned his head to look at the direction of the voice in surprise. .

I saw a girl with long reddish-brown hair holding a rattan basket, resting with her eyes closed and resting happily against the side-curved fruit tree behind the boulder.

Confused, he blinked. Obviously the touch of the slender fingers on her hand was still the same, but as the owner, she...

"Click", a piece of citrus peel warmed by magic fell next to the young man. At the same time, his illusion of difference also disappeared. Disappear.

"This, this is!"

"Testing whether the beneficial effect of fruits in folklore is true, it seems to be of some use."

She responded to the bewildered young man with an obvious joking tone, and walked back slowly as she spoke Beside the stone platform.

"Among the examples of magical disabilities that I know of, there is no one who has been completely disabled since birth. I have never heard of even one..." Roughly

lifting the hair behind her right ear, Linta skillfully took off a The workmanship is somewhat rough, a cast-iron hairpin based on the unique six-petal flowers found around the ruins. She bent down, gently held it with her fingers, and shook it twice in front of Quill.

"Besides, even if this gadget you made is very weak, it still has some protective effect."

Wu Yan stared at the familiar jewelry in the girl's hand. Many complicated emotions brewed in Quill's heart. In the end, with his cheek A faint blush appeared on his face.

"...Excuse me, how did you know that...this blue flower headdress...was made by me..."

"Compared with other products in the store, this thing is very different in style and craftsmanship. Just now you said that you You are a craftsman's apprentice, so it is not difficult to guess...compared to why you can release magic again, are trivial things more attractive to you?"

Quill couldn't refute, and was impressed by her exquisite reasoning, so he had to shake his head to give up. .

"...Have you ever had any bad memories?"

Looking at the crescent moon that had just emerged in outline, Linta's slightly arced eyes revealed a little melancholy.

"Huh?"

This unexpected question was like a bright light piercing his heart that had been dusty for a long time, and tears gathered from the corners of his eyes unknowingly. Contained in tears is a kind of pain that cannot be escaped, but at the same time, it also contains a certain happiness of being understood and full of redemption.

He wiped the corners of his eyes, straightened his body, and his eyes were bright. The impulse drove him to follow his heart and determined to confide his deeply buried past to her who brought warmth.

"Miss Linta! I was..."

"Sorry, I don't have time to be a goblin in the tree hole today."

The girl seemed to have foreseen such a reply. She decisively interrupted Quill, turned around under the setting sun, and put the basket Changed hand.

"It's getting late. There are still people waiting for me at home. I'll leave the secrets until next time... if we meet again by chance." "Ah, yes, I'm sorry." Although Quill was hit hard, he still knew better. , it was because I acted too hastily and caused trouble to the other party.

"Although magic exists in material form, it actually has a deep emotional connection with us. So what is it that separates you from your surroundings? I think you should be able to see it more clearly now even if you don't need me. "

After giving instructions with a smile, she put her hairpin back on with a few dexterous movements with one hand and began to walk home.

"Really... thank you very much!"

Quill stood up, put his right hand close to his heart, faced the girl, and bowed respectfully.

"...I forgot to mention, please don't tell anyone about today and last time, unless you want to stick to the wall again." The red-haired girl waved her hands with her back to the young man, then suddenly clenched her hands fiercely, and then Release slowly.

"...More Use fake runes and the like, if the other party has ulterior motives, they will suffer, remember!" "

Um...I know...!?"

He opened his eyes and looked quickly to his left hand, the simple lime painted pattern had already been It left only a little mark, not to mention the magic power, even if it was psychological comfort, it couldn't bring out any more.

"Miss Hegra..."

Faced with this situation, even though he was a little slow and out of touch, he finally understood the full extent of this white lie. The girl named Linta is so gentle and considerate. Her thoughts, personality, and ability to deal with people are far better than her naive self. The personality charm she has displayed in a short period of time has completely changed. He has determined his own life path, is both stable, powerful and handsome, simply...

"...it's Mr. Ian himself..."

Linta, who hadn't gone too far, vaguely heard the young man behind her whispering to herself, and her hair almost exploded. .

She pinched her face quickly, then quickly freed her hands to lift her ponytail, touching the root of her hair and her neckline several times. Then she hurriedly stopped and threw the basket aside, twisting and twisting everything she could see. The body parts were examined all over.

At this moment, Quill was sitting there smiling happily, closing his eyes and immersed in emotion and review, not noticing the girl's series of funny and weird actions at all.

Without caring about her image at all, Linta leaned back and rubbed her hair, then turned around 180 degrees in an instant, clenched her fists and arched her waist, and rushed back to the young man with quick steps.

"You...what do you mean by what you just said!"

The young man was startled and his eyes widened immediately...

Less than a foot away from the tip of his nose, a beautiful girl with messy hair was biting her lower lip, her cheeks were red, and her forehead was The bright eyes, dotted with sweat beads and slightly moist, stared at him.

His upper body instinctively dodged backwards in a hurry, and he lost control and fell backwards. However, instead of being polite, the other party pounced directly on him and pushed him hard against the stone platform.

"Miss Lin... Miss Linta?!"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, what do you mean by what you just said!"

Quill's heart rate increased rapidly, and he didn't dare to take a breath. Although she was also being ****, the feeling Linta gave him at this moment was not as hostile as before. Instead, the emotion she conveyed was more like the... shyness she felt during the previous unexpected encounters?

In reality, panic and annoyance prevailed.

He quickly searched for information in his mind. In Quill's opinion, he probably didn't say anything that could cause her to react like this. However, using the word "just now" in the girl's questioning as a clue, he tried his best to review it. Last words spoken.

"Miss Linta, you...just like Mr. Ian...are you saying this?"

The young man said every word carefully, for fear of irritating her, who was pressed against her and felt a little nervous.

"...Like?"

Linta was confused and her expression became dull.

"Because I really can't think of anything nice to say, I compared it to Mr. Ian... I made you angry. I'm very sorry!"

He clapped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and made a very standard apology. action.

The disheveled red-haired girl smiled bitterly and relaxed her brows. My anxious heart was relieved, but my face became even redder. She directly used magic to push herself up, and hurriedly retreated several meters.

"I hate being compared to others!"

Putting down the angry words used as a cover, she gave the young man one last look, stepped forward to pick up the vegetable basket, and began to escape from the place at a faster speed, with no words in her mouth. He kept mumbling something.

Quill lay on his back on the stone platform and carefully opened his eyes. By chance, his vision was completely unobstructed, and in his monotonous gray eyes, there was a long river of colorful stars.

He was indeed towards her...but it was more than that.

There is a deeper attraction to Miss Hegra that cannot be encompassed by just the word "impulse".

He wanted to get closer to her realm, and was unwilling to let himself continue to be childish, even if...

Quill took a deep breath with all his strength, balled up the cloak and threw it aside, the dead leaves were blown away by the whirlwind caused by his activities. It rose and fell to various places on the stone platform.

I have never been able to say it to Mr. Ian, but now I am speaking to her!

There was a sonorous and powerful sound of footsteps behind the girl. She turned around suddenly and saw that the young man with outstretched arms was already kneeling in front of her. The dust around his feet kept flying, mixed with a little imperceptible blue light.

"Hey, what are you?"

Although Linta tried her best to suppress it, her troubled smile could still be easily recognized.

"Miss Linta, although this is very selfish, but now I want to continue to move forward in magic! So... so..." He quickly

pulled away his legs, put his hands on the ground, and bent his whole body to the maximum extent. On the ground, his forehead hit the toe of the girl's shoe heavily, and even the ear curtains, which symbolized the blacksmith's dignity, were already stuck to the soil.

"Please! Accept me as your disciple!"

"……………………Huh?"

"I've been hungry for so long because of this. You obviously promised to come back as soon as possible to try to prepare new dishes, and your household credit rating has dropped again." In the beautifully decorated hall, several magic crystal chandeliers lead the way. The light yellow warm light shines on the smooth long table, and together with the wisps of steam wafting from the soup dishes on the table, it is warm and cozy.

A slender black-haired woman wearing loose home clothes was sitting at the table with her legs crossed, holding the teacup that had just been removed from her mouth, and glanced sideways at the red-haired girl with a depressed face on the other side.

"Even I didn't expect to be entangled at this time..."

Linta looked to the side with a bitter face, and put two more pieces of the tangerine in her hand into her mouth.

"That's understandable. After all, I personally matched today's clothes, which perfectly showcases this pure and lovely appearance! ... It makes me feel sad not to be noticed... My words." The black-haired man said The girl used her free hand to resemble a picture frame and raised it in front of her eyes. She pinched Linta playfully twice, then relaxed her posture and took a sip of tea.

"In addition, today's food is extra delicious, so I will make an exception and forgive you." "As long as Sister Sena is satisfied."

Facing the woman who was full of arrogance towards her, Linta winked and smiled, leaning on the back of her chair and pushing hard. Stretch your waist backward.

"So, what happened next?"

"What happened next?"

"What happened next? With Elinta's character, she must have rejected this obsessed little believer without even thinking, right?"

"This Ah...I agree." After the owner of the mansion, the former daughter named Sena, Linta's landlord, cohabitant, close relative, and best friend heard this, her half-lidded eyes widened instantly, and the tea cup in her hand swayed. For a moment.

But soon, she regained her relaxed and relaxed look.

"Are you... falling in love with him?"

"Please don't make such silly jokes... Usually it's a little too busy to go around the ruins alone, so having multiple free helpers is always a good thing."

Linta said thoughtfully . He put his hands on the table thoughtfully and let out a sigh of relief.

"What's more, with such attention being paid to him, it would be safer to keep that guy by his side and supervise him."

"...Really?"

"Really."

"It's just to achieve your own goals by teasing others in such a funny way. , She has become a bad girl!"

Sena smiled evilly and bent down towards Linta's face, gently tapping the tip of her small nose through the air.

"I didn't plan this at all at first. I'm not a selfless altruist, and I don't want to involve anyone in my interpersonal relationships... But let's talk about it! Judging from the performance, that guy has a high affinity for magic. The learning ability shown during the period is also good, it is a pity to bury it like this... Of course, she is still far behind me." "

Then this talented lady who doesn't want to meddle in other people's business but is very kind... she really has taken a liking to him, right? Right?"

Sena covered half of her face with her hands, making a scandal-like attitude that was very consistent with the stereotype.

"Uh... After all, it's just because you asked me to keep my clothes on all the time. I've been missing for nearly a month, and even the fish shop owner has begun to inquire about my recent movements. If this continues, I will really... treat me as if I didn't say anything. ."

Linta, who was a little impatient after being questioned, rubbed the tablecloth with her hand. After complaining, she began to clear the tableware on the table.

"I'm not forcing you."

"You obviously have."

After saying that, she quickly picked up the thin collar that was cut to only a circle around her neck with her thumb. Below the collar was a very eye-catching red neck ring.

"With such a small prop, wouldn't it be easy for Miss Genius to untie it?"

Ignoring Linta's complaining gaze, Sena turned her head and squinted her eyes, continuing to sip the tea in her cup.

"How dare I make my own decisions without your consent..."

"Hey! It's so easy to throw the blame away. If you hadn't brought such bad things to your house, I wouldn't have bothered to get this."

Sena He removed the teacup, pouted his lips angrily, and kept poking Linta with his fingers.

"I told you it was Goretia's fault..."

"I may not be able to control what happens to her, but I still have some means to solve your own problems as a human being. And don't **** me to ask you about who you were in the first place. How did you hide from the body search?"

"I really, really have repented and reflected on it, please spare me..."

Recalling the beginning of this "punishment", when I was having sex alone in the bathroom with stolen utensils Embarrassed by being caught upright, Linta's cheeks turned slightly red. She unconsciously lowered one hand to hold the skirt between her legs, bent down and put her head on the table.

"I'll forgive you in one more week."

"Huh? Another week?!"

"I don't think your condition is quite good. It doesn't matter if you give it a little more time."

"It's not good at all!"

"What's wrong with you? Uncomfortable?"

After receiving such a serious response to her joke, Sena instantly became worried.

"No." Linta smiled at her with a grimace, dispelling her abrupt concerns, then stretched, stood up, and picked up the neatly arranged plates.

"Then I usually go up and take a shower after cleaning up the kitchen. The dishes will be cleaned up tomorrow."

"If there is hot water, I will come with you."

"As long as you don't mind it."

Sena raised the corners of her mouth quickly, and after arranging the tea set He stood up and quickly moved to Linta's side, knocking her body crookedly with his shoulder and elbow.

"Why don't you refuse desperately this time?" "Because it's really late..." Linta took the tea set smoothly and readjusted her gait.

"Besides...it's useless no matter how much I refuse."

"Just admit that you are a pervert."

"No."

"Do you need my help?"

"No need."

"Really no?"

"I can wash it myself." "

Let me do it!"

"Okay... Got it..."

Steam drifted from the tiled pool filled with hot water. , under the illumination of the circular ceiling light, giving the entire bathroom a warm mist.

Linta, who was taking care of her body in front of the mirror cabinet, stopped helplessly, turned around and left her back to the black-haired girl sitting beside her.

What he felt next was the impact of a basin full of hot water being poured from above.

Startled, she turned around angrily, and the sound of water droplets falling from her hair sounded like rain. Sena, who was holding the basin but had not yet retracted her movements, paused for a moment, then pursed her lips to suppress a smile.

"Why do you always play such kid-like pranks on me lately..."

Linta muttered while wiping her bangs.

"In terms of development, I'm much more mature than you."

After deliberately changing the subject elsewhere, Sena stood up and deliberately pulled the towel wrapped around her chest down a little.

Linta's unexpected behavior of instantly twisting her body back made the corners of her mouth curl even wider.

"...Sister Sena, lower your head a little."

"What are you doing? Why should I listen to you..."

Before the words could be fully spoken, a large ball of hot water poured down from the top of Sena's head with a "Wow!" , her whole body was drowned, and the bath towel was washed directly to the ground.

She was stunned for several seconds before she reacted. Her face was bulging with anger. She reached out and grabbed Linta's right arm where the blue light had not dissipated, and rotated her and the chair together.

"I didn't mean it, it's just a matter of self-esteem." The lovely face under the reddish-brown bangs closed her eyes tightly, and her successful snicker gradually broke free and became out of control.

"You can laugh so happily at a trivial matter. It seems that I should learn from you in terms of growing up... Ha, haha..."

Sena, who was infected by the atmosphere, finally gave in and turned her head to cover her lips, but she couldn't Catch the laughter.

After both of them recovered from the slight hypoxia caused by this small happiness, Linta dried the towel that fell on the floor and handed it to Sena. Sena did not choose to put it back on her body, but hung it aside with her backhand.

"I still remember the first time I invited Linta, you were the same as you are now." "

I never wanted to peek at you taking a shower... but the loving look in your eyes at that time made me embarrassed to refuse..."

I was suddenly The sigh brought back memories, Linta said with a wry smile on her face.

"I'm not complaining about this..." Sena poured out a puddle of shampoo from the transparent crystal bottle and applied it evenly to Linta's nearly waist-length hair.

"At that time, I really wanted to make friends with you."

"Why?"

"Well... I was suddenly asked to explain, and I couldn't understand it clearly..."

She playfully used foam to make various shapes on her red hair. Shape, and Linta in the mirror could only bear it silently.

"First of all, he has a cute face, right? Then, he has a kind and upright personality, is very polite, and has a very interesting way of speaking... Well... he is also quite powerful. He easily killed several giant magic-infused stone statues by himself. I am still the best in my career. The first time I met..."

She stood on tiptoes, put her arms around Linta's shoulders and grabbed the shower head.

"But the main thing is that I can't stand the messy outfit and want to dress her up quickly."

"Is this the purpose of approaching me from the beginning? It's scary..."

Linta picked up her hand and used it for a while. I deliberately said it in an exaggerated tone using the sentence structure I learned from Sena just now.

"It's half a joke..."

Guided by Sena's fingertips, the foam fell down along the water sprayed from the shower head, forming white hills on the floor, which were quickly washed away.

"After all, it's hard to summarize the emotion of 'like' in a few words, right?"

"Like...like?" The expression of the red-haired girl in the mirror gradually twisted together with the syllables.

Sena's always coherent movements suddenly paused. She realized the inappropriateness of her casual remarks, and a strong sense of shame instantly surged onto her face.

"It's not that kind of like, it's the kind between friends... You guys are not allowed to think about it!" "I'm not thinking about it. I'm very clear about this." Linta smiled and looked up with half-lidded eyes. square.

"Sister Sena has always shown pure kindness to anyone since she was little. It can be said that she is very dazzling and gentle."

Sena, who received such high praise, not only did not feel happy, but her face straightened down. , with lightning speed, he stretched out his hand and pinched Linta's cheek fiercely, pulling hard to both sides.

"It hurts, it hurts, what happened all of a sudden!"

"It's so tight..."

"It can't be pulled up! Let go quickly, Sister Sena!"

"Didn't you say that the defensive performance is very good? With this little strength, you can't pull it up!" Can't bear it?"

"It seems that in order not to affect your life, there is a specific threshold for resisting damage... Let go first, please!" "I don't understand..." After venting,

Sena sighed softly and let go instantly. The fingers made Linta's tender face bounce back to its original shape.

"Why are you pinching me all of a sudden?"

Linta turned her head pitifully, touched her face, and gently lifted her cheek with her tongue to soothe the pain from inside her mouth.

"I want to go."

While feeling angry, Sena wrapped Linta's completely cleaned red hair with a bath towel and twisted it hard to squeeze out as much water as possible.

"Ah...it's been twenty minutes now. Even if I washed my body early, it's still troublesome to clean up my hair...Why does Sister Serena keep her hair so long?" As she said that, Linta looked at Serena with great concern. Na.

"It looks good."

"Long hair is very eye-catching, but it's inconvenient in various ways, whether it's activity or maintenance..." "So, from now on, you have to help me wash it!" " Huh?"

After speaking in a commanding tone, she kicked up her legs and spun the chair, throwing her back to Linta.

"It's not that I hate haircuts, it's just that in comparison, you can create more styles with longer hair." "I've never seen you change your hairstyle..."

Linta continued speaking frankly.

Sena angrily put her elbows on her thighs, raised her head slightly, and looked sideways at Linta's face in the mirror.

"Don't remember? I repaired it once before I joined the company, and then I was laughed at by you."

She pouted, and her words were obviously full of complaints.

"...I was just expressing my feelings at that time! After all, the sensory impression has changed too much, and the concept cannot be changed quickly."

Linta rubbed the black hair in front of her eyes with a more skillful and efficient method. Even if she continued to talk, the progress was slow. Still fast.

"Then the emotion in your definition is really lethal." She sighed sarcastically and twirled her fingers.

"Also, aren't you more exaggerated than me when it comes to the length of your hair? Haven't you ever considered taking any measures while you're patronizing me?" Senna, who felt the bubbles overflowing from her hair, closed her eyes and leaned her head back. Damn it.

"I borrowed your scissors once at first, and then I never had similar thoughts."

"Hey, hey, hey, what are these red hairs made of..."

Recalling the hair scissors that were used and were full of nicks, Sena said One corner of his mouth twitched.

"Using the observed scattering rate of magic power to simply estimate, well... the composition should be mainly steel magic crystal fiber, mixed with some other minerals." As she spoke, Linta twirled a piece of side hair, Place it in front of Sena and press it hard.

"It's just emotion, you don't have to explain it to me!"

"I thought you were interested."

"...I am interested, but I still want to treat Linta as a real girl. ."

"Sister Sena, you can treat me however you want." Linta glanced at herself in the mirror and focused on the red neck ring.

"But on a reality level, this is just a deceptive appearance after all."

"...It's just an appearance..."

Sena straightened her arms, stretched back, and replied. When she was in position, she placed her hands in front of Linta's chest premeditatedly, pinching the raised pink bump.

"Ah~♡"

A very seductive and delicate gasp escaped from the red-haired girl's lightly parted lips, instantly filling the entire bathroom with a layer of lustful aura.

Linta's legs instinctively tightened, her waist and hips bent forward, and her hands raised to cover her lips tightly. She gritted her teeth and pulled her body back, forcefully pulling the captured nipple out of Sena's knuckles.

"Your desire to perform is really getting stronger and stronger..."

Sena turned her head in disgust, looking at the cash-strapped Linta with confusion.

"There is no performance. This kind of place is really... very..." She still gritted her teeth and suppressed her breath, holding her arms tightly to her chest.

"How can it be so exaggerated..."

Sena's low voice was drowned by the water. She sat up straight, quietly moved her hand down, and pinched herself with the same **** from an angle that Linta couldn't see. Plump and fruitful top. The special feeling existed, but the result was only enough to make her raise the corners of her mouth in disdain.

"Based on your current reaction, no matter how much you think about it, it doesn't match what you said about appearance."

After turning her head and glancing at the delicate Linta again, Sena said sarcastically.

Linta soothed her breasts and saved a lot of words in a short period of time. In the end, she bit her lip and swallowed it back, ending this extremely invasive conversation. After rinsing Sena's long hair, she used magic to directly dry the towel she had just taken off, placed it on Sena's head, and carefully soaked it with moisture.

"...Speaking of which, how does it actually feel after being a girl for nearly a month?"

Sena took over the control of the towel, faced the mirror cabinet and wrapped her bangs in it, as if Linta's words just now didn't exist, she turned it on again. a topic.

"...Except for the fact that the clothes you **** me to wear are too conspicuous, it shouldn't be much different from usual."

After thinking carefully for a few seconds, Linta narrated calmly.

"Then... have you ever had any special experiences, such as..." Halfway through her words, Sena turned around naturally, tapped Linta's tender belly with her thumb, and rotated her fingers to draw circles. Before Linta could wait, she Realizing something was wrong, he embedded himself in the ravine where the girl was budding.

"For example, it will hurt here, and then blood will come out."

Linta's body paused, and then she gently pushed Sena's fingers away from her lower body.

"The guild has only received some simple commissions from you recently, and I haven't been hurt at all. Please don't worry."

She smiled sincerely, using her whole body to explain what it meant to be grateful.

"Have you sworn not to lie to me again?" Sena stood up, bent down close to Linta, and looked up at her face.

"Of course pretending to be stupid also counts..."

The extremely insightful sight kept coming, causing a flood of mental pressure. The red-haired girl who claimed to be a genius finally succeeded, and the smile she held on collapsed, replaced by extremely strong shame, and she kept squirming and trying to escape.

"I...I told you that that place only contains...in short, there won't be anything like menstrual periods!"

She squeezed her eyes tightly, clenched her fists, and her cheeks, which were already moistened by steam, were The sweat reflected the soft light, and the shame was so strong that it overflowed.

"Ah, that's really jealous... Now I understand why Goretia always likes to tease you."

Sena put her hand on her chin, smiling and imprinting every move of the beautiful scenery in front of her. in mind.

"Don't understand that guy easily!"

After hearing Sena mention the name of the beastman nymphomaniac again for no reason, Linta bent her body protectively and complained.

As if Sena was deliberately continuing to anger her, she just pretended not to hear, put her feet together, and twisted the round footstool left and right to make a "squeaking" sound, matching the guild's standard hospitality smile.

"Really." Linta folded her arms and lazily sat back on the round stool filled with warm water.

"Well... then I'll go to bed first. You can keep the hot water for yourself for a while!"

"Suddenly..."

Before Linta could finish her surprise, Sena yawned loudly. After showing that she was tired, she glanced at Linta with a gentle smile, stood up, grabbed the towel hanging on the side and covered her wet body, waved her hand, pushed open the door of the corridor, and left the mist area. .

"Take it off after you take the bath, I agree!"

Strongly echoing and unclear words came from the other side through the partition door made of frosted crystals. It can be known from the professional tone of the guild receptionist, These words do not seem to be a joke.

Linta helplessly glanced at Sena's looming figure with her peripheral vision, and began to lower her head and use her fingertips to twist the collar tightly around her neck, laughing and laughing.

"This thing hasn't been untied yet, Miss..."

As a pragmatic and efficient person, Linta has never been in the habit of taking a bath. However, the pool of water that is constantly emitting steam beside her vision is indeed talking about its warmth, tempting her heart.

Wasting natural resources also goes against her life creed, so in this special situation, she is quite happy to enjoy it a little bit.

After taking some time to reconcile her ideological conflicts and change her mood, she shook her shoulders in a small circle, walked away from the shower vanity, flew up and supported the edge of the bath with one arm, followed the inertia and threw her body into the bath, without splashing during the process. How much water splash.

Generally speaking, this series of exaggerated but exquisite smooth movements like a gymnastics performance does not seem to be difficult for her. It is in line with the cuteness she showed in front of the few outsiders who have seen her. Without losing rigor and elegance.

After almost her whole body was submerged in the steaming hot water, Linta used one arm to support the back of her head and leaned on the slightly curved edge of the top of the bathtub. Her other hand lazily stretched out the edge of the pool and took the initiative to give her a bath. The body's sensory arrangements are different, emphasizing the warmth of the pool water, giving some extra space for enjoyment to a rare leisure experience like this.

The faint humming sound coming from outside the door and the wisps of fragrance floating around her gently soothed her soul. Her breathing slowed down, her eyes slowly closed, and she reviewed every detail of today while immersed in comfort.

That guy...is a little taller than me? No, it's just me... But from this perspective, he does look bigger. I don't seem to have noticed this before. Has he ever cared about it? Probably not.

Her chest was pinched so much that it hurt, and it was still done in such a careless manner. What on earth did I say that irritated her? It was really difficult to really understand what she was thinking. In comparison, if I get along with a woman with a relatively straightforward personality like me, will I feel restrained... What am I thinking!

There are still a few rune combinations left to decipher from yesterday's research.

Sure enough, he was too close to that guy. How should he deal with it in the future... By the way, isn't he already learning skills? Is there really no problem with having two masters at the same time according to traditional rules?

At noon, too, she insisted on me trying on clothes for her, but they all looked the same, and there was no difference at all... Sure enough, she was still upset, and she must have deliberately made things difficult for me.

Fresh apples and sea fish are stewed together. Even if it is spicy, it tastes very consistent. Does that mean that the sweet and sour taste of the fruit and the spicy taste do not conflict with each other, or does it mean that there are only certain kinds... But she paired it with The clothes are indeed eye-catching, but in terms of leakage...

I have obviously exercised to the point where I can basically ignore the feeling below, but being touched suddenly is still... Sister Sena is becoming more and more indiscreet, and she is like this outside. What? It’s time to talk about her a little bit...

Even after getting up early, she ran over without even putting on her clothes...

Thinking of this, Linta smiled helplessly, raised her left hand high, and turned around in front of her eyes, which were covered by the shadow of her eyelashes, looking at her in a trance. This is like white porcelain inlaid with rhodonite, each concave and convex is so attractive and exquisite creation.

"It's already been the twenty-seventh day... It's really unbelievable. Obviously, the longest time in the past was only ten hours..." The arm lost its strength and naturally drooped, accelerated by gravity, and hit the water floating on the water. Sena sprinkled it to increase the On the petals of sentiment.

He turned his head and glanced at the wall made of matte bricks beside his shoulder. The broken outlines scattered in the plaid were vaguely reflected on it, but in general he could still recognize that it was his current body.

The figure is uneven and the curves are full of rhythm. Even without any clothes to show it off, and the long hair is wrapped in a bath towel, it is still very... lethal to men.

The impression in her mind easily overlapped with her sight, causing her face to avoid it unconsciously.

"Sure enough, I still can't get used to it..."

She whispered to herself, her body was gradually soaked by the water temperature, crossing the boundary of warmth, becoming a bit stuffy, Linta's breathing speeded up unconsciously, she didn't care at first, but After a short period of time, she couldn't help but sit up, her face turning red.

Why don't you like taking a bath? Of course, meaningless wasting of time is the main reason, but on the other hand, the passive increase in body temperature will inevitably arouse neglected desires and disturb thoughts.

Linta considers herself to be a person who doesn't particularly care about that aspect, but every inch of her body's sensitive skin will always push her turbulent willpower to cross the line called moderation whenever a loophole is found. . If she had a choice, she would be more willing to meditate in the cold spring at a place like the waterfall bay.

Her body is getting hotter and hotter, her heartbeat is becoming more and more obvious, and her breathing is getting faster and faster. At this time, her consciousness is no longer as clear as before. In the normally well-disciplined thinking game room, instinctive whispers will always be inserted, making everything else change. For the noise.

As if she was angry at herself for not being able to live up to expectations, she curled up her legs and buried her face between the rosy knees that were pressed together. One hand paddled the water waves, and the other hand pretended Unintentionally, slowly and secretly dive into the water, avoiding sight, and approach the petals that symbolize holiness and sin at the same time.

The fingertips gently passed through the gaps, enjoying the feeling of sinking into the smooth skin. The vaguely visible muscles on Linta's inner thighs twitched, and her spread toes couldn't help but hook together.

"Ji!"

The shock to her senses ironically brought back some of her rationality. She suddenly raised her head and returned to reality, her eyes widening vigilantly like a frightened beast, checking to see if there was any commotion wherever she looked...especially with Sena. related.

The bathroom door is as stable as ever, the magic crystal light is shining brightly, the mirror cabinet is still hazy with moisture, and the condensed water droplets make a "tacking" sound... Everything is calm, as it should be. The unfounded suspense finally came to an end, Linta closed her eyes again and sighed.

"It's really bad...I..."

Knowing that all the recent incidents started because of out-of-control desires, now we are standing at the same crossroads again and still choose to compromise...the same mistakes are being repeated in the same way.

"...Uh, never mind!"

It's better to vent now than to hold it in until a critical moment! She was undoubtedly thinking so, although she knew better than anyone else that this was just a poor excuse.

Linta's palms were drawn from the armpits to the areola in a planned way, and she rubbed slowly along the axis. A mild itching sensation came as expected. Soon, the pink bumps on her chest swelled up, giving her an even stronger sensation. Throbbing.

She thinks she is already familiar with this sensitive area of ​​the body, and she will always tease these two extremely malleable peaches as an appetizer to share the too concentrated turmoil.

After tilting and twisting to adjust her posture, Linta pursed her lower lip forcefully. This was her unique habit when she was concentrating. Her breathing was brought out by the unbalanced airflow, and the sweat mixed with the steam on her forehead in a greater proportion, making the atmosphere more lustful.

Feeling that the time had come, she lowered her head and opened her legs slightly outward to support her bent waist from the partially blocked field of view by her perky breasts.

The delicate pink pubic mound breaks through the water. Thanks to her extremely special physique, it still looks so smooth, as if it has been forgotten by time, maintaining a budding look, filled with the beauty of youth.

Clenching her fists and mentally preparing herself to be dispensable, Linta put aside her bangs that were stuck to her brows with sweat, wrapped one arm around her side, squeezed the soft flesh of her thighs, twisted her slender waist, and tried to get from the bottom Hook between the buttocks.

The tight flesh slit opened slightly under the influence of external ****, and the pedicle hidden in it at the upper end quietly poked out, gradually enlarging and bulging, indicating that she was ready to welcome this upcoming feast of pleasure that she had not seen for a long time.

Lubricated by the soft water flow, Linta used the entire palm as a prop, using its uneven characteristics to float and push across the clitoris with a smooth **** from top to bottom, and then repeated the same operation in a roundabout way.

"Hmm~"

Itching? pain? Or maybe it's somewhere in between, but different... Linta's neck bent down, and the ethereal wave of pleasure became clearer and clearer. It quickly spread to the pelvic cavity with the lower body as the center, and then infiltrated the entire body.

His waist and abdomen twitched, and he instinctively adjusted his posture with all his strength, trying to dilute this powerful sensory impact, but in the end it was just a drop in the bucket... or even added fuel to the fire.

The usually vigorous thinking is now like a dike that has been in disrepair for a long time, full of holes and loopholes. After all, it cannot withstand the increasingly strong impact and is heading for the end of the dike bursting.

"Ah~♡"

More lustful cries that would make her in normal mode so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head overflowed one after another from her lips that were completely moistened by saliva and reflected the light spots. They became more and more out of control. Loud.

Suddenly, an extremely strong stimulus rushed into his mind from his lower body, and what followed was a pleasure that was enough to make his breath twitch. Even if he tried his best, he could only delay its explosion for less than half a second.

And in this half second, Linta's rationality bottomed out. She closed her eyes tightly, locked her teeth with all her strength, pressed her lower body back into the water, and suppressed the twitching of her throat with all her strength, and held back the surging water that was about to come. The screams he let out turned into cute whimpering, and he successfully avoided getting into big trouble.

The water surface was slightly bubbled by the undercurrent, which quickly dissipated into gentle ripples and melted into the water. Although she is not mysophobic, Linta is also a very clean person. It is completely impossible to tolerate water mixed with a large amount of love liquid covering the whole body... Unless it is carefully tested, except for sweat, the ingredients are basically just some sticky magical synthetic water. Yes, one's own bodily fluids.

"Huh..."

The afterglow of the climax would last for a long time, and Linta, who was completely paralyzed in the hot water, gasped softly. There was still room for her to continue the second round like this, but with this skillful and exquisite elimination, Linta's physical desire was very little left, so it was the best policy to just enjoy the comfortable feeling of happiness after sexual intercourse. Without becoming too exhausted or damaging to physical and mental health... ...

but only if that is the case.

The happy smile on Linta's face gradually became serious, and as time passed, it became more angry.

"What's going on..."

She expressed her confusion with a low moan accompanied by the sound of teeth grinding, because such a wonderful climax did not relieve the pressure as expected, but made her mood even more noisy.

This has never been the case! Even though her unique self-esteem would not admit it, the slight fear brought by the unknown neutralized most of her joy.

Linta took a long breath, leaned on the edge to release her body from the hot water, and fell into deep distress by the pool.

After a brief hesitation, she still didn't rest, and stretched her hand to her lower body, clasping her fingers tightly... and inserted it into the innermost part of the crack with all her strength.

First pressing, then thrusting, then stirring, expanding... The pleasure composed of multiple stimulations was far more aggressive than the first time. Seizing the gap where the aftertaste had not dissipated, Linta was soon pushed to the third level. Second orgasm.

"Ah♡..."

After the tide passed, the blush on her face was much thicker than the first time, and there were even a few tears in the corners of her eyes. She felt like she was in a state of ecstasy. It's too much...

...but why! …There’s still something wrong!

Pulling off the headscarf, Linta shook her long hair out and rubbed it with full of resentment. At the same time, she tried her best to think of everything that might be the cause.

"...Hey..."

The manic rubbing suddenly stopped like a frame, indicating that she was enlightened, but the result... this was the first time that she really disliked her smart mind.

She reached down her body for the third time. This time she put her fingertips on the upper edge of her pubic mound, and then pressed inward with all her strength.

A familiar feeling came faintly, although it was very hazy, illusory and insignificant, but it still made Linta laugh out loud with relief... and then she frowned in pain again, a level higher than before.

Because, she finally remembered the most important thing that should not be forgotten, which had been diluted by the passage of time -

"I have that thing..."

She is not a real woman.

Regarding this, Linta knew very well that this was the bottom line she maintained and she could not and would not give up.

The current appearance is just armor, a layer of clothing, and a set of equipment worn on the body.

Linta has never forgotten this and kept it in mind.

But it happens!

It just happens that as a male individual, the most precious thing is...! This underlying concept has quietly disappeared over time due to excessive focus on the first two points.

Linta held her head and fell deeply into the emotion called "fear". Some small details related to this aspect also emerged from her memory one after another.

For example, watching Sena's movements when changing clothes, her body would naturally lean forward slightly.

Another example is that I slipped too much while exploring in the past two days, and there was always a pulling and distending pain deep in my lower abdomen.

What's more, I accidentally saw the hard spots on my underwear when I woke up in the morning recently...

The side of me as the beautiful girl magic swordsman Linta has indeed been fully satisfied after the explanation just now.

But as a young man who is completely in puberty, Linta's actual inner side, the genius magician Ian, is simply **** to wear a chastity lock for almost a month of hard-core abstinence, coupled with the constant presence of It is not an exaggeration to say that I am almost going to burst from being seduced by a woman's lust.

How to solve?

The easiest way is of course to take it off completely and let it out! Of course, if you think about it carefully, this is the only one that can truly be called a solution.

Then the problem naturally came to another place...

Linta once again touched the neck ring that was close to her neck, and her mood became complicated as before.

This thing is locked, and it undoubtedly requires magic certification, but I have learned from pet-related books that the technology of this cheap magic item is not very mature. With his own abilities and the analysis of the real object in the past month, it can be said that it is easy to solve it, and Sena did agree...

But! Who knows if she really does this, Sena will use this incident as a handle to make even more excessive demands on herself... It's not worth it no matter what!

"Pet supplies?...Then where did she get them..."

Linta, who was only slowly realizing this now, became even more melancholy.

"Sure enough, let's forget it!"

It's been almost a month, and if I can endure it for a few more days, I won't be able to do it. What's more, after taking it off, there will be many opportunities in this regard...

"Are there many opportunities...?"

Linta asked . With his head lowered all the time, he stood up stiffly with an awkward smile, and completely separated his body from the bath.

The water in the pool is still warm, but the steam emitted is not as good as before. The dynamic balance of the entire bathroom has quietly lost weight, and over time it will inevitably end in a cold ending. The most eye-catching thing in the field of vision is the cabinet mirror of the sink. The water mist has completely faded, reflecting everything around it as brightly as a new life.

This naturally includes the reflection of the girl who staggered here and looked here unintentionally, explaining what it means to be dissatisfied with desire, and the girl's restrained posture.

When she noticed this, she immediately turned her head and clasped her eyes tightly, but it was of no avail. Even if it was only a few milliseconds, this look was enough to arouse full biological instincts in this neurotic situation, secreting A large amount of dopamine is released, eating up all the determination you just made.

"Ahhhhh!"

She shook her head and stamped her feet several times in succession, using it as the last stubborn resistance to her desire. After that, she sat back down by the pool with a red face.

Sena had already gone to bed and was free to be naked in the bathroom. She also had a reason to take a bath. What could be a more perfect opportunity than this! Right! Right!

While Linta was hypnotizing herself morbidly, she hooked her left hand behind her back and stopped it above her plump buttocks, in the middle of the line connecting her waist.

A faint blue light flowed through the fingertips, and then as the fingers were lifted away, a bulge with a metallic luster on the inside popped out, and the edge was on her back, which was quite inconsistent.

She gently pinched the bulge, rotated it half a turn, then pushed upwards, trying to do something with it as the starting point. The smooth and tight skin easily opened to both sides as the bulge moved, and soon a gap was opened, just big enough to put your hand in.

It was shameful to say that she had only just remembered this convenient backup design in the midst of all kinds of anxiety.

In this way, even if the neck ring is not touched at all, this layer of skin called armor can be safely removed... at least the lower body can be freed.

Using her right hand, Linta took a rinse from the pool of water behind her, satisfying a certain sense of ritual used to relieve her spirit. Linta twisted her waist and bent her upper body forward as much as possible to keep her arms at the most suitable angle.

After actually inserting the hand that released the magic power through the gap, the tight skin on Linta's lower waist quickly lost its unity and transformed into a state that was closer to the definition of a tights, with folds stretched out.

Next, as the whole hand moved, the folds from the side of the abdomen began to slowly extend around the thighs, and the upper part of the private part was also stretched out by the irregular shapes of the fingers to create strange undulations. After a brief exploration, the thin fingers stroking around inside finally touched the "tenon" used to securely connect the girl's secret garden as expected. The ultimate source of this **** is also the promised place to find relief.

With a little effort, Linta held her breath and relied on touch to gradually separate the tightly sucked skin around her lower body, leaving some distance between it and her real lower abdomen. The next thing was relatively easy to handle. She grabbed the bottom of the "tenon" skillfully and pushed it outwards alternately with two fingers, bit by bit freeing it from the well-wrapped groove.

Real feeling.

This is the most appropriate word to define Linta's mood at this moment.

At this point, she was finally relieved.

The lower abdomen was propped up from the inside by a hard object that swelled due to excitement, causing severe deformation. The various bumps and undulations on it were all traced out on the surface by the girl's highly plastic skin.

"Next..."

The stimulation can be transmitted normally. It is okay to continue in this state, but it will definitely stain the inside. Even if there is a self-purification effect physically, it is still unacceptable psychologically.

Therefore, this troublesome matter has been added to a process that should not have been carried out in the first place.

She grabbed the edge with her free hand and expanded the opening on the skin of her back a little more. Then she used more **** and continued to pull forward... If it was still not enough, she expanded the opening again and repeated iteratively... Finally, with one Half of the young man's angular thighs were exposed from the side, and the girl's open private parts were stretched in front of her waist in a curious posture, officially achieving her goal.

"I'm sorry..."

A guilty sigh blurted out unconsciously, to whom? Senna, who lives with him day and night, Quill, who worships him like a believer, Goretia, who has already had a physical relationship with him... Or is it for herself, or even for her, although she doesn't know who it is yet, but she is obviously caring The guy who created this appearance of his... if he were to see such a bad scene, it would ruin their feelings no matter what.

But we have come to this point in circles, and we have to continue, otherwise we will not be able to work hard for these ten minutes.

Using his clean and cool hands, he gently grasped the top of the knife's tenon. Using the same technique as he used to tease the petals hanging in front of his eyes, he peeled off the superficial protective layer little by little, exposing the place that can most easily touch his heart.

To her, who had become accustomed to the strong and long-lasting pleasure of women, men's feelings now seemed so simple and banal in comparison.

But as the saying goes, a long separation is better than a new marriage. Now this secret and tender pleasure, after nearly a month of continuation, has transcended the lowest level of animal desire and transformed into a high-level spiritual sublimation.

The mucus used for the lead has been unknowingly pouring out from the central nozzle. With lubrication, Linta's hands can perform more abundant operations before the threshold of pain can be felt. The feelings that have been suppressed for a long time are further squeezed out.

Use the palm of your hand to rub it, use the tiger's mouth to twist it, use the whole hand to move it up and down, and finally grab your own petals from the inside, and manipulate it like a hand puppet to rub it on the male body. It is a simple masturbation, but it also belongs to another category. This definition of coitus made her completely addicted to it.

As the feeling became more and more intense and concentrated, another kind of stimulation that was different from the urge to urinate gradually began to emerge and then took over the mainstream. This also heralded that she would finally bid farewell to her distress and gain relief soon. I'm about to cum...

"Hey, Ian, have you seen the hairpin I usually wear here? Although I definitely can't lose it at home, I still think about it and can't sleep... with it..."

"Huh?"

On a quiet night with sparse stars, in the southwest of the Central Continent, in the young town north of the Magic City, in the luxurious mansion that still retains its charm, in the bathroom where the water vapor has just faded, the hand is still holding the proud and bulging lower body. Above, the red-haired girl with a springy face met the black-haired girl who had just pushed open the door and stuck her head out. They looked at each other. An awkward and dull atmosphere filled every physical coordinate between the two of them until...

" Yeah~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The birds that were resting on the edge of the mansion were frightened by the piercing screams of the two people. It flew everywhere and gradually melted into the depths of the dark blue night sky where even the moonlight could not touch it.

Extra 1: Underlying Marks in Semiotics

In the early morning, the warm yellow sunlight, accompanied by the chirping of birds, passed through the gaps in the gauze curtains and spread into a corner on the west side of the empty living room.

In the corner, on a soft floor-to-ceiling sofa, two girls with different hair colors were sitting next to each other, enjoying morning tea and savoring the vitality of the beginning of the day.

"I...said..." The suspenseful syllables were deliberately lengthened as a lead. Sena bent slightly and smoothly placed the round cup on the very mini tea seat in front of her. "Did you choose the name Lin...Ta yourself?"

"It is indeed a bit strange...in the eyes of the guild."

The red-haired girl who was asked was confused for a moment, and then replied with a hint of melancholy.

"It's not a good habit to answer questions you don't know."

Sena elbowed Linta, turned her face away, and said seriously: "Names usually have some meaning, right? For example, my name...Sena, The grandmother who inherited it from her father seems to have the hidden meaning of a virtuous lady."

"So there is such a thing..."

After hearing this, Linta closed her eyes and frowned, putting her right hand on her chin, although these small actions were very common for her. , but in Sena's view, she was obviously in a very unpleasant brooding state.

"This is the first time I've heard someone say something like the meaning of a name...I've never taken the initiative to understand it before." "There's no need to deliberately praise me at this time."

"No, no, seriously, the books and dictionaries I read are basically in If you don’t touch on this aspect of knowledge, even literature is mostly just a passing glance, so..."

"Then why can you come up with such a simple and cute name like Linta!"

"Shh, the sound is too loud! This is not good for the throat. Okay."

After pushing Sena, who was so impatient that she was about to stand up, back on the sofa, Linta swallowed and began to clear her mind and organize her next words.

"...Sister Sena, have you ever understood magic words, in other words, runes?"

Linta pointed her index finger and raised it next to her slightly tilted face.

"Rune? I have been listening to the conversations of adventurers for a long time, so I know something about it."

"Then... what are the pronunciations of the first and second words in sequence."

After listening, Sena unconsciously put her hand on her chin. Thinking about it carefully, the smile seemed quite confident at first, but after a while, the expression began to become more and more aggrieved as time went by.

"Forget about changing the topic suddenly, what are you doing now, humiliating me!?" Due to some kind of non-existent face, Sena finally chose to clenched her fists and threw the question back angrily.

"Didn't change the subject! There is a correlation."

Linta raised her hands and hid far back, then hurriedly raised her hands to explain.

"Well...the individual pronunciations are okay, but how can I know the order just by listening..."

Sena, who had lost all confidence, turned her face completely to the side and kept rubbing her bangs.

"Liaan and Torian."

Linta raised two fingers in turn, her mouth shape and pronunciation were very standard, as if she could sing some strange spell in the next second.

"So?"

A series of operations still did not dispel doubts. Sena crossed her arms impatiently and glanced at the other party sideways.

"Try to connect and read quickly."

"Liyaan..." The clumsy babbling quietly turned silent. Sena's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she turned her head and put her finger directly between Linta's eyebrows.

"Hey! You guys have such a casual attitude towards names?!"

"Don't you admit that it is simple and cute... Anyway, the result is quite satisfactory."

After saying that, the red-haired girl pushed away with a proud smile. Sena smiled stiffly at her fingertips.

"What a weak idiot..."

Sena threw away her arms, muttered and turned her face to the side.

"The meaning of the name... So, Sister Senna... You gave me the name Ian, right? Is there any meaning behind it?" "...Yes, there is, but I was still young at the time, so I thought about it. The matter is relatively simple..."

"What it is, please tell me!"

"Do you really want to hear it? It's a little... embarrassing..."

"Yeah."

"Then... How could I, when I was six, really want to raise a child? A golden retriever with long sideburns, so..."

"I'm going to clean up the kitchen first."

Linta suddenly stood up, interrupting Sena's recollection process, and in the blink of an eye, she skillfully held all the tea sets in one hand.

"Wait a minute, don't you want to know the origin?"

"I suddenly thought that some secrets are better kept in suspense."

Looking at the red-haired girl running upstairs quickly, Sena let out a sigh of relief and unconsciously Put your right hand on your heart.

"...Guardian...knight...? Since you don't want to know, then just keep it a secret."

She leaned her head on her shoulder with her long hair and whispered to herself. She closed her eyes and faced the light she just received. The sunshine on his face smiled softly.